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Canadian  Instituta  for  Hittorical  Microraproductlona  /  Inttitut  Canadian  da  mieroraproduction*  iiiitoriquaa 


1995 


Ttdinical  and  Bibliographic  Notn  /  Notat  tachniquai  at  biblia«raphiquai 


Tha  Inttituta  hat  ammptad  to  obtain  tha  bait  orifinal 
copy  availabia  for  filming.  Faaturat  of  thit  copy  which 
may  ba  bibliographieally  uniqua,  which  iRsy  altar  any 
of  tha  imagas  in  tha  raproduction.  or  which  may 
lignificantly  changa  tha  usual  mathod  of  filming,  ara 
chacfcad  balow. 


SColourad  eonrs/ 
Couvartura  da  eoulaur 


I       I  Covari  damagad/ 


Couvartura  andommagia 

Covart  rastorad  and/or  laminatad/ 
Couiartura  rastauria  at/ou  palliculta 

var  titia  missing/ 

titra  da  couvartura  manqua 

tourad  maps/ 
Cartas  gtographiquas  «i  eoulaur 


□  Covar  titIa  missing/ 
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Colourad  ink  (i.e.  othar  than  blue  or  black)/ 
Encra  da  eoulaur  (i.a.  autra  qua  blaua  ou  noira) 

Colourad  platas  and/or  illustrations/ 
Planchas  at/ou  illustrations  an  eoulaur 

Bound  with  other  material/ 
Ralii  avac  d'autres  documents 

Tight  binding  mey  cause  shadows  or  distortion 
along  interior  margin/ 
La  raliure  sarrae  peut  causer  da  I'ombra  ou  da  la 
distortion  la  long  da  la  marge  intirieure 

Blank  leaves  added  during  restoration  may  appear 
within  the  text.  Whenever  possible,  these  have 
been  omitted  from  filming/ 
II  se  peut  que  certaines  pages  blanches  ejouties 
tors  d'une  restauration  apparaissent  dans  le  texta, 
mail,  lorsque  cela  itait  potsibla.  ces  pages  n'ont 
pes  kti  filmies. 


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L'Institut  a  mKrofilmi  le  meilleur  exemplaire  qu'il 
lui  a  M  possible  di  se  procurer.  Les  details  da  eat 
exemplaira  qui  sons  peut4tre  uniqu*t  du  point  de  vue 
bibliographkiue.  qui  peuvent  modifier  une  image 
reproduite.  ou  qui  peuvent  axigar  une  modification 
dans  la  methode  normale  de  f  ilmage  sont  indiquis 
ci.dessous. 

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Queliti  inigale  de  I'impression 

□  Continuous  peginetion/ 
Pegination  continue 

□  Includes  indexles)/ 
Comprend  un  Ides)  index 

Title  on  header  teken  from:  / 
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Pege  de  titre  de  la  livraison 


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Titre  de  depart  de  la  livraison 

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Ginerique  IpiriodiquesI  de  la  livraison 


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Tha  copy  filmad  hara  hai  baan  raproducad  thank* 
to  tha  ganaroiity  of: 

National  Library  of  Canada 


L'axamplaira  filtn«  (ut  raproduit  grica  t  la 
OtnAroiit*  da: 

Blbllotheque  natlonale  du  Canada 


Tha  imaga*  appaaring  hara  ara  tha  bast  quality 
poMibIa  conaidaring  tha  condition  and  lagibility 
of  tha  original  copy  and  in  Icaaping  with  tha 
filming  contract  apacificatona. 


Lat  imagaa  suivantai  ont  *i*  rcproduitat  avae  la 
plus  grand  lOin,  compta  tanu  da  la  condition  at 
da  la  nanat*  da  l'axamplaira  film*,  at  an 
conformita  avac  laa  condiiiona  du  control  da 
filmaga. 


Original  copiaa  in  printad  papar  covora  ara  filmad 
baginning  with  tha  front  covar  and  anding  on 
tha  last  paga  with  a  printad  or  illualratad  impraa- 
aion,  or  tha  back  covar  whan  appropriata.  All 
othar  original  copiaa  ara  filmad  baginning  on  tha 
firat  paga  with  a  printad  or  illuitratad  impraa- 
aion,  and  anding  on  tha  laat  paga  with  a  printad 
or  illuatratad  impraaaion. 


Tha  laat  racordad  frama  on  aach  microficha 
■hall  contain  tha  aymbol  —^  Imaaning  "CON- 
TINUED"), or  tha  lymbol  V  Imaaning  "END"), 
whichavar  appliaa. 


l-aa  axamplairaa  originaux  doni  la  couvartura  an 
papiar  aat  Imprimaa  aont  filmaa  an  commancani 
par  la  pramiar  plat  at  »n  larminant  toit  par  la 
darniira  paga  qui  comporta  una  amprainta 
d'impraaaion  ou  d'illuatration.  aoit  par  la  (acond 
plat,  aalon  la  caa.  Toua  laa  autraa  axamplairaa 
originaux  aont  filmaa  an  commanpant  par  la 
pramiAra  paga  qui  comporta  una  amprainta 
d'impraaaion  ou  d'illuatration  at  an  tarminant  par 
la  darnitra  paga  qui  comporta  una  talla 
amprainta. 

Un  daa  aymbola*  luivanta  apparaitra  lur  la 
darniira  imaga  da  chaqua  microficha,  salon  la 
caa:  la  aymbola  — M-aignifia  "A  SUIVRE".  la 
lymbola  V  aignifia  "FIN". 


Mapa.  plataa.  charia.  ate  may  ba  filmad  at 
diffarant  raduction  ratioa.  Thoaa  too  larga  to  ba 
aniiraly  includad  in  ona  axpoaura  ara  filmad 
baginning  in  tha  uppar  laft  hand  cornar.  laft  to 
right  and  top  to  bonom.  a*  many  framaa  aa 
raquirad.  Tha  following  diagrama  illuatrata  tha 
mathod: 


L'l'a  cartaa.  planchaa.  tablaaux.  ate.  pauvant  acre 
filmto  i  daa  taux  da  raduction  diffOrants. 
Loraqua  la  documant  aat  trop  grand  pour  itra 
raproduit  an  un  aaul  elicha.  il  aat  filma  t  partir 
da  I'angla  auptriaur  gaucha.  da  gaucha  1  droita. 
at  da  haut  an  baa.  an  pranant  la  nombra 
d'imagaa  nteaaaaira.  Laa  diagrammaa  luivants 
illuatrant  la  mOthoda. 


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of  The  Atlantic  Monthly  :  and  "  Duty"  of  Aintlee't 

Magaxint. 


PREFATORY. 


These  words  I  write  as  one  that  through  a  wood 
Takes  his  enforced  way  to  goals  unknown, 
And,  as  he  struggles  onward  rood  by  rood, 
Leaves  signs  whereby  his  labored  path  is  shown ; 
So  that  if  chance  should  lead  his  steps  astray, 
And  the  compulsion  of  his  soul  be  lost, 
his  lighted  path  may  on  some  future  day 
Be  by  his  erring  feet  again  recrossed ; 
And  being  then  upon  a  charted  ground 
May  look  about  him  and  begin  anew. 
Either  avoiding  what  too  hard  was  found. 
Or  joying  what  before  he  labored  through. 

So  these  are  landmarks  of  my  struggling  soul 
That  moves  through  doubt  to  its  victorious  goal. 


MAN. 

He  marks  bis  shadow  in  the  sun, 
His  form  is  fair,  his  dream  is  proud; 
But  shadow,  form  and  dream  are  one 
And  vanish  lilce  an  empty  cloud. 

The  graven  cliffs  have  crumbled  down. 
The  temples  worn  to  drifting  sand; 
His  deeds  with  fame  he  could  not  crown 
With  all  the  cunning  of  his  hand. 


The  idle  and  forgetful  air 
Has  heard  his  boast,  has  borne  his  woe; 
The  night  has  seen  his  cities  flare 
And  holds  no  gleam  their  place  to  show. 


Within  this  crystal  sphere  of  light, 
Where  soaring  constellations  flame, 
He  has  no  skill  bis  deeds  to  write 
And  has  no  art  to  show  his  fame. 


On  things  of  Time  alone  can  man 
For  years  of  Time  record  his  pride; 
On  nothing  of  eternal  span 
Will  aught  that  he  has  sealed  abide. 


AUTOCHTHON, 


Hurled  back,  defeated,  like  a  child  I  sought 
The  loving  shelter  of  my  native  fields, 
Where  fancy  still  her  magic  scepter  wields, 
And  still  the  miracles  of  youth  are  wrought. 
'Twas  here  that  first  my  eager  spirit  caught 
The  rapture  that  relentless  conflict  yields, 
And,  scorning  peace  and  the  content  that  shields. 
Took  life's  wild  way,  unguarded  and  untaught. 
Dear  Mother  Nature,  not  in  vain  we  ask 
Of  thee  for  strength !    The  visioned  victories 
Revive  my  heart,  and  golden  honors  gleam : 
For  here,  once  more,  while  in  thy  love  I  bask. 
My  soul  puts  forth  her  rapid  argosies 
To  the  uncharted  ports  of  summer  dream. 


FAITH. 


Born  of  Thy  will,  it  is  from  Thee  I  spring, 
And  niTught  is  in  me  save  what  Thou  dost  give- 
The  light  to  see  Thee  and  the  strength  to  cling: 
I  am  Thy  vision,  and  in  Thee  I  live. 
To  Thee  I  am  not,  yet  I  may  become; 
Evolve  from  phantom  to  a  living  soul; 
Draw  from  Thy  wisdom  till,  no  longer  dumb, 
I  rise  through  prayer  to  my  immortal  goal. 
Springing  from  Thee,  to  Thee  I  shall  return 
And  share  the  heritage  Thou  shalt  provide. 
With  eye  undimmed.  Thy  loving  grace  discern 
And  unreprovdd  in  Thy  peace  abide. 

But  while  Thy  mysteries  enmesh  me  round, 
Faith  is  the  refuge  that  my  soul  has  found. 


LIFE. 


Dear  God,  I  thank  Thee  for  this  resting  place, 
This  fleshly  temple  where  my  soul  may  dwell. 
And,  like  an  anchorite  within  his  cell. 
Learn  all  Thy  love  and  grow  to  perfect  grace. 
Yet,  while  the  veil  still  hides  me  from  Thy  face. 
Give  me  the  light  to  know  that  all  is  well. 
With  guiding  truth  my  erring  fears  dispel. 
Be  Thou  the  rock  on  which  my  faith  I  base. 
Thy  guest,  not  captive,  to  my  visioned  goal 
I  soar  beyond  the  met>  ^ry  of  strife, 
Upborn  and  shielded  by  Thy  power  benign: 
Thou  art  the  strength  of  my  unfaltering  soul, 
And  from  the  vantage  of  this  mortal  life 
The  freedom  of  the  infinite  is  mine. 


DE   PROFUNDIS. 


Not  yet  are  deeds  fruition  of  my  thought, 
Nor  is  this  body  symbol  of  my  soul, 
For  evil  ever  in  this  life  is  wrought 
That  shuns  the  will  and  its  divine  control. 
Surely  I  shall  not  be  forever  weak. 
Halting  and  stumbling  on  the  chosen  way, 
Blinded  by  the  pure  and  perfect  light  I  seek 
Upon  the  threshold  of  eternal  day. 
I  do  not  mourn  discredit  to  my  fame 
Who  smile  at  Time  and  his  confining  shores; 
'Tis  this  provokes  the  burning  blush  of  shame: 
The  flesh  still  grovels  though  the  spirit  soars— 
But  my  heart's  anguish  who  can  understand. 
Or  stay  my  folly  with  a  guiding  hand? 


RETICENCE. 


N/e  may  not  babble  unto  alien  ears 
The  truth  revealed,  nor  show  to  heedless  eyes 
The  visioned  beauty,  lest  with  shame  and  tears 
We  mourn  our  folly— and  with  futile  sighs. 
For  words  are  weak,  and  every  form  of  sense 
Wherewith  in  Time  we  tell  our  hopes  and  needs. 
To  do  aright  is  to  have  recompense. 
And  highest  thought  is  ever  told  in  deeds  ; 
And  He,  upon  whose  mighty  arm  we  lean. 
Is  silent,  save  in  works  of  love  and  power- 
Most  Merciful,  enthroned  in  the  Unseen, 
He  tries  yet  shields  us  in  our  mortal  hour. 
So  faint  not  thou,  for  He  who  gave  the  will 
The  strength  will  give,  and  will  Himself  fulfill. 


DUTY. 


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If  "Yea"  and  "Nay"  were  words  enough  for  Him 
Who  taught  beyond  the  lessons  of  all  teaching 
With  works  nor  Time  nor  Envy  can  bedim, 
How  vain  the  burden  of  our  foolish  preaching? 
We  but  betray  the  spirit's  citadel. 
And  waste  on  idle  air  the  strength  conferred. 
When  life's  higli  message  we  essay  to  tell 
In  aught  so  faithless  as  an  uttered  word. 
Deeds  are  the  right  and  only  alpliabet 
Wherewith  to  teach  what  all  the  world  should  know ; 
But  still  the  tongue  will  evermore  forget. 
And  strive  with  sounds  the  perfect  truth  to  show. 
Yet  ever  onward  we  must  bravely  press 
Till  love  through  life  reveals  its  loveliness. 


SHAKESPEARE. 


I  mty  not  tell  whit  hidden  springs  I  find 
or  living  beauty  in  this  deathless  page, 
Lest  the  dull  world,  that  chooses  to  be  blind, 
Mock  me  to  shame  or  lash  me  in  its  rage. 
Alas  for  me  that  am  a  thing  of  dreams 
U'ithout  the  skill  to  show  where  others  shine— 
Because  I  hold  their  truth  a  thing  that  seems 
While  worse  than  seeming  seems  all  truth  of  mine. 
And  yet  let  others  on  bis  music  dote. 
Or  burnish  every  line  with  housewife  care. 
With  glutton  learning  get  his  words  by  'ote 
And  fail  to  find  the  spirit  prisoned  there! 

For  while  I  read,  as  thrilled  by  fire  I  start 
To  feel  the  pulsing  of  the  poet's  heart. 


DREAMS. 


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If  every  thought  shall  weigh  in  the  award, 
And  every  dream  as  if  fulfilled  shall  stand, 
Who  may  complain- or  deem  the  justice  har^ 
That  heaven  shall  deal  when  his  account  is  scanned? 
The  dreams  I  shattered  when  with  mortal  power 
I  strove  to  give  them  form  and  worthy  act 
Shall  weigh  against  me  in  that  searching  hour 
For  all  their  promise  in  fulfilment  lacked; 
But  if  upon  the  other  scale  shall  lie 
The  pure,  resplendent  raptures  of  my  youth, 
Of  d.eds  pre-visioned,  born  of  purpose  high, 
Undimmed  by  earth  and  lit  by  living  truth. 
Aspiring  dreams  shall  gloss  what  ill  befel. 
For  he  whose  thoughts  are  pure  hath  builded  well. 


COURAGE. 


The  dead  are  buried  facing  to  the  »Mn, 

In  f      ,sh  epitaphs  their  faith  ia  told, 

And  yet  they  die  without  a  victory  won, 

Leaving  a  world  in  folly  growing  old. 

Now  why  should  we  among  these  futile  graves 

Proclaim  the  truth  to  dead  or  living  dust. 

Bow  to  the  earth  like  overburdened  slaves?— 

Re-born  the  freemen  of  a  higher  trust! 

Have  words  a  substance  whereon  light  may  shine? 

Can  beauty  glow  upon  a  trembling  sound? 

Can  aught  but  deeds  foreshadow  tht  divine? 

Or  save  in  symbols  can  the  truth  be  found? 

Let  no  weak  doubt  defeat  your  eager  hand; 

For  all  must  heed  though  few  may  understand. 


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ASPIRATION. 


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How  should  I  be  the  maiter  of  my  w«y« 
When  every  nerve  it  vibrint  to  the  sweep 
or  dreams  that  nil  the  measure  of  my  days— 
Too  rare  to  lose  and  past  all  power  to  keep. 
How  should  I  know  what  it  were  well  to  do 
When  every  path  has  its  alluring  strain, 
Each  towering  crest  its  world-revealing  view 
Of  realms  for  him  that  has  the  will  to  reign ; 
And  while  I  waver,  lo  I  this  earthly  shard, 
•Vherein  is  breathed  the  swift  compelling  fire. 
Breaks  with  the  ardor  it  was  shaped  to  guard. 
Yet,  ever  striving,  humbly  I  aspire 

Ere  all  be  spent,  with  reverent  hands  to  light 
A  guiding  star  on  some  hope-kindling  height. 


CONSECRATION. 


It  is  no  bondage  to  be  free  to  give 
Our  all  to  Him  who  first  so  freely  gave, 
That  in  His  living  we  may  ever  live; 
For,  losing  all,  the  all  we  lose  we  save. 
It  is  not  folly  to  become  so  wise 
Ti.at  earthly  wisdom  -shall  be  known  a  snare. 
Nor  are  they  blind  who  have  the  light  to  rise 
Where  science  stumbles  in  its  dark  despair. 
The  seed  corrupted  in  the  humid  soil 
Sends  yet  its  flower  to  the  bewildering  sun ; 
Strong  without  will  and  perfect  without  toil. 
Helpless  yet  doing  all  that  may  be  done. 

So  we,  through  God,  though  doing  naught,  do  all. 
Nor  grope  in  darkness,  nor  in  weakness  fall. 


QUESTIONINGS. 

Laughter  and  Silence  for  a  sword  and  shield  ! 
O  aching  heart,  what  war  is  this  you  wage? 
What  part  have  you  upon  this  furious  field 
Where  mailed  pride  and  reckless  folly  rage? 
Though  skilled  your  fencing  in  the  mimic  strife, 
What  is  its  triumph  but  a  shallow  grace? 
What  can  it  stead  you  in  the  lists  of  life 
Where  Envy  levels  at  a  smiling  face? 
Is  there  no  answer?    Then,  if  Hope  abide, 
Let  still  your  shield  be  guard  to  Peace  or  Pain ; 
Kept  virgin  from  the  blazonry  of  pride- 
Free  from  heraldic  boast  or  earthly  stain— 
And  haply  when  this  shado<-.  ;d  coil  is  done 
It's  field  will  mirror  the  victorious  sun. 


SUMMUM     BONUM. 


How  blest  is  he  that  can  but  love  and  do 
And  has  no  skill  of  speech  nor  trick  of  art 
Wherewith  to  tell  what  faith  approveth  true 
And  show  for  fame  the  treasures  of  his  heart. 
When  wisely  weak  upon  the  path  of  duty 
Divine  accord  hath  made  his  foot  i;g  sure 
With  humble  deeds  he  builds  his  life  to  beauty, 
Strong  to  achieve  and  patient  to  endure. 
But  they  that  in  the  market  place  we  meet, 
Each  with  his  trumpet  and  his  noisy  faction, 
Are  leaky  vessels,  pouring  on  the  street 
The  truth  they  know  ere  it  hath  known  its  action. 
Yet  which  think  ye,  in  His  benign  regard. 
Or  words  or  deeds  shall  merit  the  reward? 


SILENCE. 

When  friends  forsake  and  fortune  in  despite 
Of  Thy  rich  bounty  strips  me  to  the  wind. 
With  eye  undimmed  I  mark  their  faithless  flight 
Because  in  Thee  a  refuge  still  I  find. 
To  them  Thy  love  I  may  not  tell  nor  teach 
Lest  the,  bemock  not  me,  but  Thee  through  me; 
What  Thou  dost  give  I  may  not  give  to  speech 
Because  in  deeds  my  speech  must  ever  be. 
O  let  me  live  so  that  my  life  will  show 
That  I  have  treasure  that  they  know  not  of. 
So  if  through  envy  they  would  seek  to  know 
And  rob  my  secret  they  will  learn  Thy  love: 
For  thus  the  glory  will  be  ever  Thine 
And  the  reward  of  faithful  service  mine. 


THE  TRUE  EVANGEL. 


Because  that  men  were  deaf,  and  man  to  man 

I  could  not  speak,  but  inarticulate 

Still  felt  the  burden  and  the  urge  of  fate. 

The  strong  compulsion  of  the  perfect  plan. 

From  shrine  to  shrine  with  eager  steps  I  ran 

Hearkening  to  every  tumult  of  debate 

Until  my  weary  soul  was  desolate. 

Then  turned  I  to  the  fields  where  life  began ; 

And  lo!   the  evangel  of  the  seed  has  taught 

That  not  through  man  to  God  can  any  rise; 

Alone  and  trusting  he  must  lift  his  eyes 

Until  the  light  of  living  truth  be  caught. 

And  then  will  deeds  with  love  and  patience  fraught 

Through  God  to  man  reveal  life's  high  emprise. 


GROWTH. 


The  dumb  earth  yearns  for  the  expressive  seed, 
The  fruit  fulfilled  gives  ear  to  her  desire 
And  she  but  conscious  of  her  bitter  need, 
In  vernal  beauty  doth  again  aspire. 
The  fruit  perfected  wooes  the  seeing  eye, 
The  eye  demands  it  that  the  body  grow ; 
Vhe  soul,  aspiring  to  the  Most  High, 
Demands  the  body  seeking  strength  to  know. 
And  He  that  forged  the  all-embracing  chain 
That  binds  us  to  him  lest  we  fall,  undone. 
What  we  may  bear  of  what  we  seek  to  gain 
Accords  in  love  and  when  the  goal  is  won 
Of  perfect  peace  and  poised  self-control, 
Lo,  God  himself  has  voice  through  such  a  soul  I 


PYTHONESS. 

In  the  temple  of  tbe  Sun 
Pure  and  holy  dwelleth  one; 
Gods  have  wrought  to  make  her  fair. 
Lure  of  earth  and  lilt  of  air. 

Prophetess,  my  heart  would  know 
Hope  of  weal  or  doom-  of  woe  I 
To  what  god  should  mortal  cling  ? 
Tribute  to  what  altar  bring? 


Silent  still?    O  mystic  queen. 
Tell  me  what  thine  eyes  have  seen ! 
Cleave  the  riddle  with  thy  voice! 
Bid  me  sorrow  or  rejoice! 


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Yet  no  answer?    Sweet  my  heart, 
Bid  me  not  untaught  depart! 
Nay,  repulsed  I  will  not  bet 
Leaving  all  I  cling  to  thee! 

Past  all  mortal  dreaming  blest! 
Lawless,  heeding  one  behest! 
Heritors  of  all  that's  true,— 
Save  to  joy,  what  may  we  do? 


Fellows  of  each  wilding  thing. 
Through  the  ebb  and  flow  of  spring! 
Happy  in  unthinking  joy, 
Lest  the  silent  gods  destroy ! 


THE    BRIDE. 

Ho  windy  gossips,  in  your  earl 
When  morning  threw  the  casement  wide 
The  jilted  sun,  with  eager  face, 
Stole  in  and  Icissed  the  waiting  bride  t 

And,  whiie  she  blushed,  a  bobolink, 
That  all  he  sees  in  music  tells. 
Rang  out  the  tidings  to  the  world 
With  tinliling  chimes  of  elfin  bells. 


She  rose  and  donned  her  rich  attire. 
The  yearning  bridesmaids  led  her  down 
And  she  was  wedded  in  the  church 
Before  the  jostling,  gaping  town. 


But  think  you  that  the  stoidd  priest, 
V^ith  studied  pomp  and  sacred  rite. 
Hath  wholly  bound  to  one  of  earth 
This  bride  of  the  adoring  light? 

The  grace  of  the  elusive  streams 
It  in  that  form  his  vows  would  bind. 
For  she  has  roamed  the  summer  world 
A  free-foot  follower  of  the  wind. 

And  though  you  choired  the  husband's  joy 
And  mellow  chimes  have  pulsed  it  wide 
The  birds  are  singing  to  the  flowers 
That  she  was  trothed  another's  bride. 


CARPE  DIEM. 

Life  to  Youth  is  open-hearted, 
Love  and  Truth  were  never  parted; 
Whisper  not  of  fond  deceit. 
Happy  hours  are  hours  whose  treasure 
Prudence  hath  no  wit  to  measure ; 
iMocli  her  frown  and  plucit  the  sweet. 


Childhood's  folly  youth  doth  nourish ; 
Age  from  free-foot  youth  doth  flourish; 
Joy  can  pass  no  open  door. 
Penitence  is  weak  undoing; 
Spend  your  strength  in  still  pursuing, 
Sorrows  past  will  come  no  more. 


Knowledge  calls— but  i hun  her  coldly ; 
Wisdom  wooes— embrace  her  boldly ; 
Hold  and  she  will  freely  give. 
This  the  birds  in  music  teach  you ; 
This  the  flowers  in  beauty  preach  you ; 
Learn  their  happy  lore  and  live. 


THE    SALT   MARSHES. 


There  was  a  tight  upon  the  sea  that  made 
Familiar  things  mysterious,  which  to  teach, 
With  inarticulate,  alluring  speech, 
The  living  wind  with  lisping  tongue  essayed. 
O'er  sand  and  weed  and  spongy  moss  I  strayed 
And  lifeless,  orient  shells,  musing  on  each; 
While  casting  nets  with  ever  wider  reach 
A  fisher  plied  his  immemorial  trade. 
A  sea  bird  winged  the  aerial  solitude 
Searching  the  deep  for  his  appointed  dole, 
Where  his  wide-wandering  fioclcs  the  ocean  feeds; 
And  with  the  day's  full  orbed  strength  indued, 
At  one  with  all,  by  all  illumed,  my  soul 
Pulsed  to  the  rhythmus  of  immortal  deeds. 


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